Magical Strategist

"I'm sorry, I'm just a street performer and I don't have anything valuable on me." Zhenlong said calmly, his eyes stern, not moved by Abian's banditry at all.

Experts can judge each other's confidence and even strength from their eyes. Abian and Zhenlong looked at each other and may have noticed something. This was not the look an ordinary bard should have. But a bandit is a bandit. He immediately replied: "Is that so? Why do I smell a smell of money?" After speaking, Abian looked Zhenlong up and down and found that the magic bag on his waist was bulging, so he pointed at the magic bag and said: "Hand over that thing."

"No!" Zhenlong said repeatedly while protecting the magic bag. The bag contained more than just coins for travel expenses.

Abian didn't bother to argue with the other party and just started to grab it. He was very skilled and grabbed the magic bag with a tug.

"What a fast speed!" Zhenlong felt his waist suddenly tighten, and then the magic bag was in the hands of Cockscomb. "Give it back to me!"

Abian didn't take the dragon seriously at all. He opened the magic bag to see what treasures were hidden inside. "Oh, there's quite a lot of money!" He reached deeper into the magic bag and frowned, as if he had touched something strange. Finally, he took out all the strange items: a round hat, a heavy black umbrella, a token, two red pills, and several badges.

"From Podor?!" It seemed that Abian was a connoisseur, and he could tell the origin of one of the badges at a glance. He looked at the badge, then looked up at the real dragon, and frowned even more. Then, he turned the Podor badge over and saw the words engraved on the back: Podor Fire Zone, Lille Real Dragon.

"Lil Dragon?" Abian glared at the dragon again. He then immersed himself in studying other items. This black umbrella is not an ordinary umbrella, this token is not an ordinary token, and this pill is priceless... After studying it for a while, he finally raised his head, looked up at the sky, and said to himself: "The Love Moon Umbrella, the North Sea Lion, the Resurrection Pill, which one is not a treasure, my little daddy is rich now!!!" "Hey, who are you? How come this flaming thing is on you?"

"I am..." He stopped talking halfway. Zhenlong was afraid of exposing himself. "I am Lieyan's friend. He left these things with me temporarily. So, you can take all the coins, but you'd better not covet Lieyan's things. It's not good for anyone to offend him." Zhenlong made concessions while using Lieyan's name to scare the other party.

Abian nodded in understanding. Who in the world today who has a little common sense has not heard of Lieyan's deeds? Killing Ivan, defeating the God of Fire, slaughtering the Qingshui family, invincible. And this cockscomb-headed man, nicknamed "Bandit King Chicken Head", named Kyle Abian, how dare he offend Lieyan so easily.

Seeing Abian's hesitation, the real dragon continued, "Lieyan and I have a very good relationship, so he entrusted these items to me for safekeeping. He said he would come back to get them in a few days, so don't be wishful thinking."

But Abian suddenly burst into laughter and shouted, "Really? Daddy dared to rob Lawrence's convoy, so why can't Lieyan rob it? These things belong to me now!" Then he forcefully put the Love Moon Umbrella and other items into his own pocket. "If Lieyan asks where the things are, just tell him directly that if you want to get the treasure back, come to Lorenba Forest to find me. Daddy's name is Kyle Abian."

"You..." Zhenlong was so angry that he was at a loss for words. It was the first time he had met such a brutal and unreasonable bandit. The bandit was not afraid of Lieyan's name at all. Instead, he was determined to fight with Lieyan.

"Tell Lieyan again, I'm not only going to rob him today, I'm also going to beat up his brothers!" After saying that, he raised his foot and kicked the dragon in the waist, knocking him to the ground. Looking at the dragon groaning on the ground with contempt, Abian was so proud that he rubbed his nose with his thumb and shouted arrogantly: "Dad, you are so arrogant!"

"Asshole!" After being beaten twice in a row, Zhenlong had no strength to resist. He could only watch the scoundrel whistling and robbing his things without any ability to fight back. He felt extremely helpless.

Not long after Abian left, the patrols from the city arrived. The security in Pompeii has always been very good, and whenever a fight occurs, the patrols will arrive at the scene within minutes.

A dozen patrolmen came one after another, and soon arrested Zhenlong and the fat and thin soldiers, tied their hands, and made them squat on the ground. "You three are so brave that you dare to fight in this city! Take them back and interrogate them slowly."

"I swear to God, I swear to God. We are the victims. Our money was taken away by the bandit leader Ji Shou. They can't arrest us even if they want to! We are innocent!" The soldier next to him cried.

The thin soldier immediately added: "We are all strong soldiers. I have ID. Here, look!" He took out an ID and handed it to the patrolman.

The patrolman looked at the ID, nodded, and said, "Yes, they are indeed soldiers from the Alliance. Well, this is none of your business, let's go. By the way, I want to remind you two that the city lord is about to hold a 50th birthday banquet. In the next few days, a large number of senior officials from the Alliance may come to celebrate for the city lord, so don't create trouble and destroy the harmonious atmosphere of the city."

"But, but what about our money? Five hundred blue diamonds! The rest of our lives depend on this money!" the fat man cried.

The patrolman got a little impatient and shouted, "What the hell is this to me? Get out of here!"

"You! You!" The fat man wanted to go up and argue with the patrolmen, but was dissuaded by the thin man. In the end, he had no choice but to leave.

After the fat and thin soldiers left, the patrolmen focused their attention on the real dragon again. "Little white face, what's wrong with you? You look delicate and tender, and you don't look like the material for a fight."

The real dragon replied indifferently: "I am also a victim."

"You are all victims, so who is the main culprit? Show your ID!" the patrolman shouted.

"ID?" Zhenlong looked confused.

"As the resolute people, everyone has an identity card. Don't ask questions, just let me see the card." The patrolman stretched out his hand.

"No." A real dragon wouldn't have any certificate of fortitude. "Pompeii has always belonged to the Middle-earth Alliance Lausanne. When did it become Fortitude's?"

"You ignorant child! The King of Lausanne issued an order to submit to the Resolute Alliance last month, so Pompeii naturally belongs to me, the Resolute Alliance."

"What?!" How could the real dragon believe that Gangyi's progress would be so rapid that he occupied the Kingdom of Lausanne so quickly.

"Since you are not a member of our alliance, arrest him!"

Seeing the patrol soldiers rushing over, Zhenlong became anxious and asked repeatedly: "What are you doing? What are you doing? Why are you arresting people randomly?"

"Because you are not a resolute citizen!"

Zhen Long could not defeat more than ten patrolmen by himself, and he was tied up in no time. If he was caught, his identity would be exposed. He had finally escaped from Qingshui's house, and he didn't want to be imprisoned again. "Wait, wait...listen to me..."

"If you have anything to say, tell me slowly when you get to the prison."

Damn it! The real dragon cursed inwardly. If these minions could recover half of their magic power, or even one tenth, they would be beaten to a pulp! Now the tiger is in trouble and is being bullied by the dog!

Just as the patrol was about to take the dragon away, a clear female voice came from far away: "Mr. Soldier, help, help..."

A tall woman came running towards me, panting heavily. She was wearing a purple sleeveless long dress with a white lace trim on the hem, and a pair of grey flat boots. Her slender legs and arms were exposed, and her skin was as white as cream. However, the woman was wearing a large-brimmed brown hat, which was pulled down very low, so her facial features could not be seen clearly.

"What's wrong, young lady? Is there anything I can help you with?" the patrolman asked respectfully.

The woman gasped and said, "Robbery..."

"Another robbery? Where?"

"It's right there! Go quickly!" the woman said anxiously.

"Damn it..." The patrolman ran quickly in the direction the woman pointed.

After the patrolmen walked away, the woman patted her chest and muttered softly.

Zhenlong was very surprised when he saw this, because the woman was mumbling about nothing else but the prayers that the nuns chanted every day. Could she also be a nun?

After the woman finished praying, she turned to face the dragon and slowly took off her wide-brimmed hat, revealing her short brown hair...

On her small oval face, she had a pair of beautiful almond-shaped eyes, sparkling with a tranquil blue, like a sleeping ocean; her slightly upturned lips formed a beautiful upward arc.

"Finally I found you, Mr. Lier Zhenlong!" the woman said with a smile. Such a warm smile could inadvertently bring warmth to others.

"Do you know me? Who are you?" Zhenlong blinked, as if he had no impression of knowing this mature and beautiful woman.

"Why, you don't recognize me after just a few days?" The woman smiled as always. It seemed that smiling was an indispensable part of her.

The real dragon's body trembled suddenly, and then he laughed foolishly out of joy...